that's a wrap.

Last night, after finishing with my night class, I decided to take a stroll through the Science Center parking lot at 9:00 PM.

It had been raining, and the air smelled fresh but felt thick as I breathed it in. The sky was still holding onto its murky gray color, but off in the distance, beyond Buhler Rohlfs, a faint orange-ish purple was peeking through the matte clouds.

It was silent yet loud. Locusts buzzed in the bushes. A car engine hummed lightly as a student prepared to pull away. Yet I could still hear my footsteps on the gravelly concrete. The soft squeak of the rubber sole made its presence known over the sounds of nature.

After the short walk, I decided to leave the sights and sounds of nature behind and step into my freshly watered car. It was time to go home.